Llessur calls it MIRWOR
Short for miracle working
A shorthand
For the long game
Taking names
In vain
Dare to dream
Of more than what it seems
Shouldn’t take too much longer
We’re off our rockers
Rocking out
Waiting for one to pound it out
Wailing
Deliver us from evil
Or absolve us of our sins
Wouldn’t it be great
To speak the truth
Instead of
asses and elbows
On our knees
Waiting for the bread to rise
No zombie flesh
Three days grace
Set forth on the
Table of our hearts and minds set
For one or thirteen
Numbers don’t lie
Here in the garden
Of Babylon
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